Dual Blade Magician from Another World

When Ashura was young and naughty, he often stole his grandfather and father's wine to drink, and gradually he developed a good alcohol tolerance.

But he didn't expect the dwarf wine to be so strong. As soon as Asura took a sip, his face and body immediately turned red.

Under the influence of alcohol, the blood and energy in his body surged and could not be suppressed, breaking through the third level of his warrior level.

Asura was surprised and happy!

Unexpectedly, a sip of wine allowed him to break through to the third level of warrior, which also met the requirements for admission to Saint Goban Academy!

I was originally worried that I wouldn't be able to practice due to the rush to travel, and that my martial arts level wouldn't be high enough to get into the academy, but the problem was solved so easily!

The boy was overjoyed!

He lifted the wine barrel and took a big gulp of the dwarven wine. After taking a sip, he lost his balance and almost fell down.

Although his blood and energy surged and he felt full of vitality this time, he didn't have the same feeling of breaking through the realm that he had the first time...

The dwarves around couldn't help but burst into laughter when they saw the drunken state of the young man!

Seeing the boy's embarrassment, the dwarf warrior leader, Kasa, guessed what he was thinking and said, "My friend, this is our dwarven god of war wine, the best wine in the world!"

"Drinking it can invigorate Qi and blood, heal wounds and relieve pain, restore combat power, eliminate negative states, enhance fighting spirit, strengthen yang and nourish the kidneys... and other benefits!"

"Of course the first sip has the best effect. Have you broken through to a minor realm?"

“Every subsequent sip isn’t as potent as the first, but they still have all the same beneficial effects!”

"When you get married, drink this every night. I guarantee you'll be full of fighting spirit every night..."

Asura quickly waved his hand to interrupt the dwarf who was talking more and more outrageously. The dwarf who was not good at speaking seemed to talk endlessly when talking about fine wine.

He was still a naive fourteen-year-old boy, full of longing and curiosity for contact with the opposite sex, but he did not have the nerve to talk about these topics openly.

Ashura handed the barrel back and leaned over to the dwarves, thanking them: "Thank you for sharing this wonderful wine. I love it. It has helped me reach a higher level. I've never tasted such wonderful wine before!"

When the dwarf warriors heard Ashura praising their War God Wine for being delicious, they all looked delighted and felt that it made them happier than if Ashura was praising their bravery.

Kasa was even happier. He grabbed Ashura's arm and said, "Come on, come back to our tribe with me. You are our friend. I will introduce you to everyone in our tribe. There will be plenty of wine and barbecue!"

As he said that, he pulled Ashura towards the convoy.

Ashura quickly grasped the hand that was gripping him like an iron clamp and said hurriedly, "Not this time, Kasa. Although I really want to visit your tribe, I have more important things to do!"

"I need to enroll in Saint-Goban College. The journey is long and there are less than three months left. I don't even know if I can make it. I can't waste time having fun!"

Kasa stopped and turned to look at the anxious boy, knowing that he really had something important to do.

He said helplessly: "Well, Saint Goban City is still far away from here. There is a war going on in front of Biren and Yedi. The road is blocked and you need to take a detour. Time is really tight!"

Asura was very surprised after hearing this, luckily he met the dwarf and got the news!

Otherwise, it would be troublesome for him to get out after he dives into the territory of the warring country. Maybe this is what it means when good people are rewarded!

After calming himself down, Ashura asked, "Kasa, do you know who these black-robed men are? Why are they attacking you?"

After hearing this, Kasa walked silently to the black-robed leader who had been dismembered and lifted up his black cloak, revealing a pale-faced bald man under the cloak!

After searching the body, I found a space belt. The mark of the storage space will disappear after the owner dies.

When I opened the space belt, I found some gold and silver coins, as well as some pills and clothes.

The only thing that was worth tracking down was a beast skin map. When Kasa opened the map, he was furious.

He said in a deep voice: "I don't know who these black-robed people are. Our tribe was attacked by them some time ago!"

"They couldn't defeat us, so they besieged our tribe. The purchasing teams were often attacked by them, and many of our tribesmen went missing!"

"I led the team out to purchase supplies this time. If it weren't for your help, our team would have been killed!"

"This map shows the locations of several of our dwarven tribes. It seems our other dwarven tribes have also been attacked!"

"A goblin tribe very close to us was also attacked. I'm going back to report it all to the chief!"

After hearing this, Ashura was also surprised. Who would want to provoke the anger of the dwarves?

This race is famous for its bad temper!

At this time, Ashura noticed that the leader of the black-robed men had a black sun and moon tattoo on his body!

This tattoo makes me feel uncomfortable all over!

Ashura said: "During the battle, I heard him say that he wanted to capture you and send you to an organization called Xuezhao to be forged. I wonder if you have heard of this organization?"

Kasa shook his big, bearded head and said, "I haven't heard of that. We dwarves don't interact with other races except for buying some daily necessities!"

"We have never provoked any organization. We didn't expect that someone would set their sights on us. Are they ready to face our battle axes?" Kasa angrily waved his giant axe that seemed taller than him.

Ashura on the side swallowed his saliva, fearing that the battle axe would accidentally hit his body.

The last person whose body had been grazed by the battle axe was still lying on the ground in two pieces.

At this time, the other dwarves also piled up the spoils collected from the dead black-robed men in front of them!

Asura looked at the pile of items and found nothing particularly valuable. He asked Kasa, "What should we do with these spoils?"

Kasa said nonchalantly, "Take whatever you like. I just want the map to report back!"

After hearing this, Asura did not hesitate and collected some healing pills into his storage belt. He did not touch the gold, silver coins and other items!

Because he heard that dwarves often needed to buy daily necessities, and these gold and silver coins might be more important to them.

After seeing Ashura's behavior, Kasa also looked up to the boy!

I think this young friend is really good!

After thinking for a moment, he took out two barrels of War God Wine from his storage belt with a pained look on his face and said, "My friend, since you are going on your journey, I will not force you to stay. Take these two barrels of War God Wine and drink them on your journey!"

"Next time you pass by, be sure to visit our tribe and have a drink. Our tribe is in the cave in front of Franc Mountain!"

Asura's eyes lit up when he saw the two barrels of War God Wine, and he happily put them into his storage belt!

This kind of wine with magical effects is hard to come by. As he collected the wine, he said to Kasa, "Of course, I will come to visit you guys when my college is on vacation!"

"You should also be careful of the organization called Xuezhao. If all else fails, all of your tribes should gather together and fight against that organization together!"

After hearing this, Kasa's eyes lit up and he thought this was a very good idea. The human brain is indeed much smarter!

Asura also hugged and said goodbye to the other dwarves one by one. The friendship between the dwarves is simple and sincere!

Then he waved and ran towards the previous camp...

On the way back to the camp, Asura suddenly took out a small flag from his chest. This was the core of the formation that the black-robed leader had set up before.

Asura felt uncomfortable looking at the small flag, so he waved his hand and threw the flag into the river in front.

The small black flag floated away in the distance as the river rose and fell...

Asura rushed back to the previous camp and saw his black horse still eating grass leisurely with a relaxed look.

Asura was so angry that he walked towards Heitan with a sneer.

Heitan was in a good mood. The little devil master hadn't come back for almost a day and a night. Did he forget about it?

If he doesn't come back in a few days, I'll be free and can run away from here freely...

Before it could finish its sweet dream, it saw a young man with a wicked smile walking towards it.

When it saw that smile, its five horse legs trembled, and then it ran over flatteringly and rubbed its master's arm affectionately with its horse head.

Asura was just about to deal with this rebellious horse, but then he remembered that he had wasted a day and should hurry on his way.

With a cold snort, he jumped on his horse and galloped towards the direction of Saint Go...

What the young man didn't know was that three days after he left, two men in black robes were standing on the rocks by a nearby river.

One of them held a small, wet flag in his hand and said hoarsely, "This is the battle flag I lent to Nero's envoy. The fact that it's here means he's failed!"

Then he paused and said, "Who ruined our plan? If he had my formation flag, with my soul mark on it, I would find him sooner or later!"

"But he actually threw away the formation flag. It seems that this person is either a powerful warrior or a formation master!"

Another person said: "Since a strong man has appeared, it means someone is targeting us!"

"Notify the personnel in our area to cease operations, hide, and await the organization's decree!" Then the figure disappeared on the boulder...

The "strong man" who was guessed by the two men in black robes to have thrown the flag was now galloping off on his horse into the distance!

The boy's simple decision saved him from a huge crisis.

But he seems to be involved in a huge conspiracy vortex...